Even with the coming of the autumn and the lax pace it generally afforded, he'd found himself just as busy as ever. There were still books to do, supplies to acquire through trade or con (they needed some new steel for the dive rim for the Ferris wheel, and it couldn't wait too long), weekends in the milder part of the country to book, and so on and so forth. He supposed some of it could have been left to the others, Edgar specifically, but he'd been something like a man possessed. After everything that had happened and everything that was still to come -- in this case, the baby -- he didn't trust anyone else. He needed things to go right and when you wanted something done right, you did it yourself.
Thankfully, however, all he thought needed his attentions had been dealt with for the day and without wearing him down -- having a reason for his fervor gave him little time to feel overwhelmed -- and he'd followed reports from the rest of the family as to where Lydia had gone. He flashed her a smile that was small but fond, such a far cry from his usual barker persona, and moved to her side when he found her. He put his back to the tree, looking down at her.
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Even with the coming of the autumn and the lax pace it generally afforded, he'd found himself just as busy as ever. There were still books to do, supplies to acquire through trade or con (they needed some new steel for the dive rim for the Ferris wheel, and it couldn't wait too long), weekends in the milder part of the country to book, and so on and so forth. He supposed some of it could have been left to the others, Edgar specifically, but he'd been something like a man possessed. After everything that had happened and everything that was still to come -- in this case, the baby -- he didn't trust anyone else. He needed things to go right and when you wanted something done right, you did it yourself.
Thankfully, however, all he thought needed his attentions had been dealt with for the day and without wearing him down -- having a reason for his fervor gave him little time to feel overwhelmed -- and he'd followed reports from the rest of the family as to where Lydia had gone. He flashed her a smile that was small but fond, such a far cry from his usual barker persona, and moved to her side when he found her. He put his back to the tree, looking down at her.
"Afternoon."